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Thu, Jun. 25th, 2009, 11:20 am
I don't think I've been so bored in my entire life. Not like situational bored, but like relentless, never-ending, throw yourself of a building type bored. I guess that's what I get for living above a soul sucking vortex/ gutter.
So its 2am and I'm trying to understand Americans and their use of ego-defensive opinions. Uh, I have no idea what any of that means, but whatever. I HAVE A MEME TO ANSWER! Here are the rules and all that jazz, if you're interested in playing. 1) Comment to this and I will give you 3 people. 2) Post this meme with your answers. 3) Provide pictures and the names of 3 people. 4) Label which you would shag, marry, and throw off a cliff.( Read more... )( I'm going to end up on some sort of Secret Service watch list, aren't I? )
Sat, Feb. 14th, 2009, 11:33 am
 Happy Valentines/Half Price Candy EVE, Live journal Pals! Love, Blairbarella and Mola Rham <3
Hi! I’m such an awful journal keeper, and I can’t even use my normal nothing ever happens to me excuse. 2008 was jammed packed and totally BANANAS, but in a mostly good way. I never post because I always feel like everything I say (err…type?) sounds stupid or pointless. Does anyone care about that time I got accosted crazy lady or how much I miss DC? Probably not. But that doesn’t mean I should abstain from writing. Why should I worry about my journal’s ability to entertain? It’s mine anyway. So this brings me to my New Year’s resolution: STOP OVERANALYZING everything! If there is anything 2008 taught me (Aside from the fact that Alaskans be CRAZY, yo), it’s the importance of doing. Life is too short to stop and contemplate every possible negative outcome of everything. I promise to just JUMP IN and worry about the consequences later. Oh and if I don’t go to a good concert this year, I’M GONNA CUT SOMEONE, fo sho’!
Tue, Nov. 4th, 2008, 04:29 pm
I'm posting this from my blackberry at work. Its election day and I'm feeling super pessimistic. I'm so freaking nervous.
Yeah, I almost forgot to post on day two of NaBloMo. I’m kind of at a loss of things to talk about, so here is a funny picture of a monkey!
Well, it kind of looks like I’m the world’s worst journal keeper. It’s not that I don’t love reading other people’s journals; I just don’t think I’m interesting enough to document my own life. That very well may be, but I’ve decided to challenge myself by participating in National Blog Writing Month. It’s like I’m doing NaNoWriMo, only I’m too lazy and have a tenuous grasp of the English language. I’m pretty sure I’ll run out of things to blog about by the 5th.
I don't have much to report. I'd really like to post a big update with photos later next week.
Oh my goodness, the Obama girls are adorable. Seriously, so freaking cute!
I wish B. Obama was my dad. Move over, Denzel! I now have a new celebrity father replacement. Oh, and I want Michelle to be my fashion mentor.
Seriously, I beseech you to watch this video.
Due to the Democratic primary shenanigans, there has been a lot of focus on West Virginia. Both my mom and my step father’s families are from the state, so I’ve had some experience dealing with native West Virginians. What you’ve seen on “The Daily Show” and other news programs is completely TRUE. Many of those people are completely BAT SH*T CRAZY/RACISIT*. Ugh, isn’t that the most depressing thing ever? I understand why many people honestly believe Senator Clinton would be the best candidate. But, supporting her or McCain just because they are white is just mind boggling. Why can’t people accept facts? Obama is Christian. Yes, his middle name is Hussein. There are lots of people with that name, and I’m pretty sure they’re not all evil. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take without turning to illegal substances. * Disclaimer: I’m sure there are many nice, non racist people from WV. How come only the racist ones ended up on TV?
PS. Fun anecdotal story: When I was about 8, I visited my step grandmother (she is white) in WV and she told me how proud she was that her family owned slaves. That was an awkward conversation.
Dear Livejournal, I’m an essay exam away from throwing myself of the Glass Bowl*. All I really want to do is study underwater basket weaving or run a shelter for homeless sock-monkeys and wayward rockstars. Why can’t I major in that? Love, Blairbarella Ps. I MISS YOU ALL. Someday I’ll start posting on the regular, maybe. * The Glass Bowl is UT’s football stadium. It’s not very tall. If I did throw myself off, I’m pretty sure I’d just a concussion or something stupid like that. ETA: Oh my goodness, you guys! I'm studying for the last science test I will ever have to take EVER! Praise XENU! While trying to post this, I misspelt "science" three times. How did I manage to get into college?
I know that I rarely post and when I do post, its usually stupid political stuff. However, you HAVE TO WATCH THIS VIDEO! You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll be really confused. “It’s raining McCain” I just…I don’t even know how to explain.
Tue, Mar. 11th, 2008, 07:54 pm
Today has been sucktastic, but I feel as though this baby bear understands my angst. PS. Happy birthday to the coolest GAP employee EVER, bubblicious21!
Before I get into this, I’m going to admit I am a strong Obama supporter and I have been since ’04. However up until recently, I have felt like I could support either Clinton or Obama in the general election. Senator Obama is my hero, but I felt like Senator Clinton would be an excellent nominee and possible president. That said, I’m becoming more and more disgusted with the Clinton campaign. According to the Drudge report and a couple other blogs, Clinton staffers have been circulating the following picture for smear purposes. Oh my goodness, Obama in a turban! Did you knowhis middle name is Hussien???!OMG!!!!
Ugh, I’m beginning to remember why I got burnt out during the ’04 election. Why can’t the candidates campaign against each other with issues rather than stupid, insignificant stuff like this?
Ps. More about this story can be found here and here.
While reading about the Michigan primaries, I realized something truly horrifying. I actually feel dirty for admitting this, but I think Mitt Romney is good looking. 
Come on, you guys! He’s kinda hot in that 1950s Leave it to Beaver dad way, right?!
Or maybe, I'm a just huge geek and a terrible Democrat. .
Thu, Jan. 3rd, 2008, 10:17 pm OMG!
"DES MOINES, Iowa (Reuters) - Barack Obama took the first step to winning the Democratic presidential nomination on Thursday with a victory in Iowa, while Mike Huckabee capped a stunning political rise to beat Republican rival Mitt Romney." (Source)
OMG! OMG!! OMG!!! I can’t believe it. I just can’t. It’s just INCREDIBLE. Never in my lifetime did I believe a nonwhite candidate could get this far. I’m literally crying with joy.
Obama ’08! *Also, Huckabee? Iowa’s Republicans, are you serious?!
Tue, Jan. 1st, 2008, 06:51 pm
I haven’t posted in a super long time, but I figured the first day of ’08 would be a great place to start. I’m not going to bother recapping the end of 2007 because it wasn’t that awesome. Not to say that ’07 as a whole wasn’t totally rockin’! I meet some super sweet peeps on both the interwebz and the realife. (Shout out to my roomie, ickle Sara!) Also, I learned a ton about myself. For example, I am primarily attracted to boys who like other boys and boys who don’t like minorities. 2008 To Do List! 1. Post more in my journal. Maybe once a week? 2. See my very expensive boyfriends again. This time it is VIP or BUST! 3. Make more crafts. I’m aiming for 50 items in ‘08 4. Attempt to join the Toledo roller derby. As seen here! 5. Finish the Harry Potter series. I just may be the last person on Earth to read “Half-blood Prince.”
Anyway, hooray for 2008!
I haven’t made a post in a super long time. This is mostly because my life has been an incredibly boring mix of school, job, and naps. Who cares about me, when I've got meme ?! This was stolen from pippin_cheerio eleventy million days ago, but I just remembered to post it. Comment on this post and I'll give you a band. Don't worry, I'll make it one you know and love. You put your ten favorite songs by that band on your lj and in reply to the comment, and then challenge others to do the same.
I promise I’ll post something semi interesting soon. Maybe after I get through exam week of purgatory?

Why are so many people from my high school class getting married? I know two girls, who are already hitched, and four that are engaged and planning their weddings.
Who in their right mind would want to get married before they can legally drink? I know I’m probably being judgmental, but why? Maybe I’m just incredibly immature, but I cannot imagine being latched to another person FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. Or at least, until I grew up and realized it was divorce time.
Why would anyone want to be married now? After graduating high school and finally getting away from your parents, wouldn’t you just want some wild and crazy single time?
I’m not even wild and crazy, but I want to be immature* and irresponsible for a very long time.
* Not that I don’t think you can’t be immature and married. Just look at my mom!
Sun, Aug. 12th, 2007, 04:50 pm She's ALIVE!!!
So it has been a really long time since I updated. I wish I had a good explanation as to why, but I don’t. Essentially, my summer = one long stint as a minimum wage slave.
I was a telemarketer and it was Hell on Earth. It takes a special kind of person to withstand 8 hours of belligerent housewives and old kooks on the phone everyday. If people hate telemarketers so much, then why don’t they get on the Do Not Call List and be done with it? I have a secret for you; DO NOT HANG UP ON TELEMARKETERS!!!! When you hang up, it is an automatic call back. If the telemarketer is particularly sadistic, he or she will call you back immediately. Just tell the person that you’re not interested. Also, don’t hate on the lowly tele-sales representative. Most of us already despise ourselves and our jobs way more than you ever could. Anyway, now I’m unemployed and back at school! Now I can dedicate all the time to sleeping and wasting time on the interwebz. Peace, love and hair grease!
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